MY Home Owner's Assoc. COMPLAINT FORM!!!

MY Home Owner's Assoc.
COMPLAINT FORM!!!!



Oh, why do so many people,
Turn life into a game?
What did our children do?
To deserve such attention and blame?


Home Owner’s Association,
What on Earth is with that label?
No sooner than they have it,
Everyone else is SO ‘un-stable’!


And, who said they could play God,
Making every single decision?
Specially with our little ones,
Who play with so much vision!


No skateboards, bikes or balls!
Please, no WHERE, no WAY, no HOW,
What’s next, no KIDS allowed?
They HAVE to be crazy, WOW!


So, why is it when,
They want to dig in the dirt,
Some ol’ grumpy person,
With words, wants them to hurt?


Where do they get off?
Saying what EVER they want to say?
What makes them WANT to tick?
When kids only want to go PLAY?


Why can’t people just leave?
All the nit pickn’ alone?-
How do kids get to be children?
With all the crap these people have thrown?


So, the MORAL of my rhyme
Is, there’s really no future at all
For us adults in this world
If we don't start helping our Children feel TALL!


So, when you go to bed at night,
And say your bedtime prayers,
Please pray for these ol’ people,
To peel away those awful layers!!!


RebeccaJeanine